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    This is your quick Sunday News We have started a new Forum called Collaboration. If you want to join and see if someone would like to collaborate with you that is the place to go. (Please try not to directly...

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    Minus Publix

    My childhood grocery storelooms legendaryIt had an enormous step on scalea dull light greenwith a long old-timey pointeraiming accusingly at oversizedtoo high numbersby 11 years oldscales were scaryMy childhood grocery store,Publix,had a big deli counterwe got some of our deli...

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    • Outstanding piece of writing Pinkdreams. I never walked into a Publix, since there not located in the NY tri-state area. Your memories and description of this store is unbelievable. The poem was done so well that as I began reading it, I knew and felt we were in the early to mid 70’s. The photo is also an extra bonus. As we get older, certain places and landmarks disappear. Our memories may fade a bit as well. At the same time, a certain item or smell may bring us back and reboot memories that were stuck somewhere in our brains decades ago. Nice work.

    • VoI- Thank you so much for understanding, and for the nice praise. It means a lot to me.

      • I enjoy poems or stories from people that can tap into their memories and write a compelling, nostalgic piece for that moment in time. You totally succeeded here.

    • So good to hear from you. I think you did offer condolences back then, so thank you then and now.

      Why did I think you lived in Texas? I’m so envious of those experiencing Fall and cold weather. 91 this afternoon in Phoenix. Stupid.

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    Generational Curses

    I listened to a poem earlier todayHow we are always battered and left for another guy to take because we went astray But what about the generational curses that we were taught that men aren't shit, and they weren't here to be fought they're...

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  • Pound Of Flesh

    Numb from endless propaganda  Trying to tell people what to think Subliminal messages everywhere  Telling us to fight, fuck, or murder   Information the new gold standard  It’s lifeblood to a corporate vampire  Controlling this narrative worldwide  While collecting their pound of flesh     Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024

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    • A powerful and thought provoking piece, dear Damian! Puppets on the string which move to every command of the puppeteer are easily to control…
      To follow the drum of your heartbeat was a good idea! Your free rhyming flows easily and naturally!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You hit the nail on the head. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Excellent, see .. this is what happens when free verse becomes you .. its all prose from here and no cons .. write on .. Neville

    • I HATE corporations and Politicians. Your poem strikes a nerve which I can easily understand and agree with.

    • This is really good cuz. I don’t like politics, but you write this so well.

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Back at ya.. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Fantastic work, my friend.

    • Two verses yet they tell the whole truth…. I don’t know how the human mind and spirit will survive and deal with all these negative rushes all around and everywhere… The problem that even when You are conscious and doing what You should do, the environment around You is saying another thing, and we both know how the surrounding affects us and now we need extra extra work! Yes I do appreciate old times. Great write my friend.

    • You know, the number of poetic rants I’ve written this year alone actually depresses me. It never seems to end. Spilling their lies and spewing their hate on the daily. Everyone I know is numb and fighting fatigue from it all. I’ll keep spilling truth if you do, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I know your pain, I have that same pain. That I wrote this in the summer of 2024 and it still works today is depressing indeed. Count me in, always willing to spill the truth my friend. Kindred Spirts! Appreciate you.

        Damian

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